In the early morning of June 28th, a large freight magic locomotive quickly passed through a plain on the northern border of the Luersun Kingdom, and then slowly stopped on a flat land outside the valley ahead.
Romon Reger, the commander of the St. Joan Legion, one of the ten elite legions of the Candela Empire, jumped out of the passenger seat of a large freight magic locomotive in the middle. He rubbed his butt as usual, but found that his I didn't feel any pain in my butt at all. I couldn't help but turn my head and glance at the soft cotton pad on the passenger seat, and curled my lips.
"Sure enough, it's much more comfortable to sit on this thing. Poor stubborn old guys but they don't even want to admit this fact. It's really sad."
After muttering, Reger waved his hand and summoned an adjutant.
"Send scouts to check out the situation in the valley ahead. Make sure there is no ambush."
The adjutant took the order and left. After a while, a scout team galloped past on fast horses.
Although the two disastrous defeats in the previous two battles with the Kingdom of Luersun made the Kandra Empire military begin to reflect on themselves and pay more attention to military magic machines that most people had dismissed before, the Kandra Empire Army The traditional power of the army is extremely deep, and all armaments are closely related to the interests of many people. There is great pressure to carry out restructuring, so changing the army's equipment has always been a very troublesome issue.
Moreover, the number of regular troops under the Kandra Empire Military Headquarters alone exceeds 500,000. It is simply impossible to completely change their uniforms at once.
In addition, the production capacity of the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce has been insufficient, and the control over the sale of military magic machinery has always been very strict. Therefore, the Candela Empire Military Department has not been able to purchase enough military magic machinery to equip its major legions.
In recent years, the Candela Empire has embarked on the road of independent research and development after obtaining some related technologies for military magic machines from the New Flying Chamber of Commerce. It has indeed successfully developed a series of military magic machines based on the military magic machines sold by the New Flying Chamber of Commerce. A series of military magic machines have entered the stage of large-scale mass production.
With these things, the Candela Empire had the confidence to fall out with the New Flying Chamber of Commerce.
But this is still far from enough to meet the huge needs of the major legions under the military headquarters, so that the major legions within the Candela Empire are in a strange state, that is, traditional bows, arrows, swords, guns, war horses, carriages, etc. Mixed together with various new types of military magic machines and large freight magic locomotives and other magic machines, it looks very chaotic.
There is nothing that can be done about this. The military headquarters simply cannot meet the requirements of all the legions, so they can only allocate some according to the situation.
"Hey. Only that idiot Antusol will always hold on to the old ideas and refuse to change. As a result, he is now dead with no bones left..."
Thinking of this, a contemptuous smile flashed across the corner of Reger's mouth.
In the Candela Empire's military headquarters, there are actually many people like Count Antusor who refuse to accept new things and still insist on the past concepts of war. People like Reger who are willing to accept change call it the old school, but they are the new school.
Prior to this, the balance of power between the old faction and the new faction within the military headquarters was that the old faction had a slight advantage.
But this time after the Glory Legion led by Count Antusor was almost completely wiped out, the old faction suddenly lost their voice collectively, and the new faction quickly took control of the military's voice, making the new faction's generals and officers among the army sent to attack the Kingdom of Luersun this time. Occupy the vast majority.
Reger is the most active one among the new faction. This time he took the initiative to ask for military service and led his St. Joan Legion as the main force of the third front army to invade the Kingdom of Roursun from the north.
If it is a traditional old-school general. Although he would be vigilant when encountering places like valleys like now and send out scouts to detect whether there is an ambush, he would never be as cautious as Regel, who was sent out more than two kilometers away from the valley. Scout.
If the old generals knew about it, they would probably laugh at Regel for being too timid.
However, Reger knew very well that the distance he chose was not at all because he was timid, but because he knew very well that the troops of the Luersun Kingdom were equipped with a large number of magic artillery.
The attack distance of the magic artillery can easily exceed two kilometers or even three kilometers.
Even at this distance, it's not 100% safe.
So to make sure nothing goes wrong. Regel must be more careful.
Seeing the scout teams climbing up the cliffs on both sides of the valley from a distance, Regel couldn't help but shook his head and cursed.
"Damn, those stingy guys in the military department. Why are they so reluctant to buy some magic airships? If I had dozens of them now... Oh no, even just one magic airship would be fine. Then just send the magic airship over to see Just one glance will do. Why bother? Send scouts there... "
Reger suddenly looked back at the center of the army, where a gorgeous carriage stood conspicuously among a group of soldiers, looking very abrupt.
In the carriage. He is the leader of the magicians accompanying the Saint Joan Legion and a Yale magician with the strength of a fourth-level magician.
Regel hesitated for a moment and walked quickly to the carriage.
"Your Excellency Yale, can you please take action?" Reger asked respectfully into the carriage.
Although he is the commander of the Saint Joan Legion, the magician system has always been independent of the military system and is not under the jurisdiction of the military generals and legions.
What's more, the Great Magician of Yale is a fourth-level great magician. He is one of the top magicians in the Candela Empire besides the nine great magicians. His status is much higher than that of Regel, the legion commander.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the wrinkled face of Yale's Great Magician.
"Take action?" The great magician of Yale frowned slightly, looking confused. "I haven't met the enemy yet, what do you want me to do?"
Reger smiled and explained: "That's it, Your Majesty the Great Mage, I'm worried that the enemy will set an ambush ahead, and there may be magic traps in it, so I hope you can do some magic detection and look at the valley ahead. Are there any magic traps or anything like that?”
The great magician of Yale leaned out of the carriage, glanced at the valley in the distance, and frowned again.
"Didn't you send a scout there?"
"The scouts can only see if there is an ambush, but they can't discover the magic trap." Regel shook his head.
"Then you don't need me to go there in person, right?" Yale's Great Magician waved his hand impatiently, glanced back, flicked his finger, and a fiery red light shot out, landing on another ordinary-looking car behind the array. On top of the carriage.
After a moment, a young magician in his thirties wearing a magic robe flew over.
"Master Yeqi, do you have any orders?" the young magician asked the great magician of Yale with great respect.
The great magician of Yale pointed to the valley in the distance: "Go and see if there are any magic traps set there. Our Legion Commander is not too worried."
Reger's expression changed slightly, but then he nodded and said to the young magician: "Yes. In addition, I also hope that you can explore the situation around the valley. Do you understand what I mean?"
There was no need for Regel to be so polite to this young magician who was only a seventh-level magician.
Naturally, the young magician could not refuse like the great magician from Yale. After saying yes, he flew towards the valley.
"Legion Commander, I understand your caution, but are you acting a little too cautious now?" the great magician of Yale said suddenly.
Reger cursed in his heart, but still had a smile on his face and replied: "In the military formation, there is nothing wrong with being careful."
The great magician of Yale shook his head: "You are really not as domineering as the other soldiers I have seen. They..."
"boom-"
A violent explosion suddenly sounded from a distance, reflecting the words of the great magician of Yale.
The expressions of both of them changed, and they looked towards the direction where the explosion came from, only to see a cloud of smoke and dust rising with the light of fire in the valley in the distance. It looked like they had just experienced an explosion.
"This..." The great magician from Yale looked a little ugly.
He had just been accusing Regel of being too cautious, but now there was an explosion in the valley, which was a slap in the face.
At this time, Regel had no time to pay attention to the thoughts of the great magician of Yale. He took a closer look at the valley in the distance, and his expression changed drastically.
After the explosion, huge boulders kept falling from the cliffs on both sides of the valley, and the rumbling sounds were endless. From time to time, there were several series of explosions, causing more boulders to fall.
In the blink of an eye, the road in the valley that was originally nearly ten meters wide was filled with countless boulders, completely blocking the way.
"Great Magician of Yale, I'm afraid I really have to ask you to take action this time." Regel said with a bitter smile.
"Huh?" The great magician of Yale did not dare to refuse directly this time, but raised his eyebrows to signal.
"Except for you personally, I don't think anyone has the ability to clear a path from there. And... I'm worried about whether there are other traps inside."
The great magician of Yale looked at the situation in the valley from a distance and nodded silently.
The place where they were advancing was beset by a mountain range. There was only this valley within fifty kilometers nearby that could be passed through. If they did not go from here and took a detour, it would take at least several hours, which would seriously delay the opportunity. .
Of course, ordinary magicians cannot clear a path out of the collapsed valley, and only he, the only great magician, can do it.
"Okay, let me go check the situation first. If there are no traps, you can send some people over. I need someone to help clean up the residue."
"good."
The great magician of Yale confessed, his body shook, he flew into the air, and flew towards the valley in the distance at high speed.
Just halfway through the flight, several rays of fiery red light suddenly pierced the sky from both sides at the same time, flying towards the direction of the Saint Joan Legion. (~^~)